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The phone call between Xiao He and Song Yi ended with Song Yi's colleague urging him to go to work.

The two fought back and forth but there was no result, Xiao He felt a little embarrassed.

During dinner, the atmosphere of the whole base was a bit strange, because Harpy and the others never expected that the boss would stay in the base for dinner.

The boss who hadn't come here once in hundreds of years came today, which was already a big shock to them, and they stayed for dinner, which made them suffocate their curiosity.

Happy and the others finished their meal as quickly as possible, then greeted the boss and ran upstairs in a hurry, saying that they must hurry up and train for the upcoming game.

Xiao He didn't care about such an atmosphere, he took a shower after eating leisurely, packed his things, and turned on the computer.

He logged in to his Weibo through the webpage, and he glanced at the countless comments. Some of them scolded him, and some scolded Song Yi, and some of them were so dirty.

He has always been a person who is easily angered. These comments made him very angry. He directly closed Weibo and opened the page of the live broadcast room. Many people squatted inside and swiped the barrage.

——Did Heshen broadcast live today?No! 1551

——On the eighth day when the River God was away, I missed him, missed him...

——I'm so sad, the River God was broadcasting well, but it was made like this by those brainless trolls and rhythmic ones

——I don’t know what’s going on with Mr. Song. Some people’s mouths on his Weibo are really dirty, and I feel sorry for him.

Xiao He clicked to start the broadcast, but did not turn on the live broadcast screen display, and the live broadcast room was still completely black—representing the background that the anchor was not there.

At this time, a reminder of the start of the broadcast popped up on the page, asking him if he would share it on Weibo, he clicked yes, and then sat in front of the computer and stretched his wrist.

Within 5 minutes, the number of people in the live broadcast room increased from 5 to 200 million, and 10 minutes later, the number of people in the live broadcast room had exceeded 1000 million.

——? ? ? ?Isn't it on the air?Why is it still black? ? ?

——Looks like I’m not alone, I thought I was stuck, and it’s still black when I log out several times, and there’s no sound at all

——How fat four?Has my River God's account been hacked?

——1551, what's the situation now?Let's talk long and handsome

The barrage was frantically swiping, Xiao He turned on the camera at this time, then adjusted it manually, and pointed the camera at himself.

The barrage is like crazy at the moment.

——Whoa, whoa, whoa, it's my river god!He is back!And turned on the camera!

--Ah ah ah ah ah!I'm dead I'm dead!Finally, I have another chance to see the beauty of my river god!

— sisters! ! ! !listen to me! ! !Stop swiping! !I can't see the face of the river god! ! !

Accompanied by the barrage, there are big yellow oranges one after another.

However, these Xiao He selectively filtered out.

He glanced at the number of people in the live broadcast room, still maintaining a soaring state, then glanced at the camera, stretched out his hand and pinched the back of his neck.

"Going back to the base today, I saw something that I really don't like," he glanced at the camera at this point, and the people in the live broadcast room could see his emotions from his eyes.

——I have an ominous premonition, have you seen the cold light in the eyes of the River God?

- I see, I feel bad, he seems very angry

——I probably guessed the content of today's theme, some people may be cold

"It's a live broadcast today. I don't have any other intentions. I just want to chat with some people."

He spoke unhurriedly, and there was no anger in his tone, but his eyes were more frightening.

——Oh my God, this is the first time I heard the River God say so many words under such circumstances?

——Come, come, this man who symbolizes freedom, still can't help it, I checked his eyes, he is the one who lost his temper

——Holy shit, no way, I think the eyes of the God of the River really make the scalp tingle, scarier than when my mother loses her temper

"I just want to ask those people who clamored for him to die on Song Yi's Weibo and popular works, saying why he is not dead, is your whole family dead or your mother wants to die? You think about it When you die, tell me, and I will let you be buried immediately." His tone of voice didn't change, his voice was flat, but it was more frightening than the fierce and fierce tone.

"I have memorized the IDs of a few of them. If you think you are playing with a lawyer's letter warning, you can wait a few more days. I will definitely pursue this matter to the end."

After speaking, he glanced at the camera again, with a smell of warning in it.

"There is one more thing I want to say. Regarding my fans, I don't care about the remarks you made in the past, some small fights, I have never paid attention to these, but this time, I am going to scold people, I don't care if you are I'm a fan, don't fucking meddle in my personal life, who I'm with, whether it's compatible or not, whether there's a topic, it's all my own business, Xiao He, how much of your business is it? Who gave you the qualifications? Hurt Song Yi in the name of my fans? Also, don’t use the f*cking ignorance as an example, you can hurt people when you are young and ignorant? Not everyone in this world is your mother.”

Xiao He's complexion became worse and worse, and the barrage gradually became less daring to speak, but the people who gave away big yellow and oranges continued, and some people had already given away more than 100.

At this time, there were many people who came to his live broadcast room because of the big yellow orange reward.

——Holy shit, I was shocked!What the fuck is this studio?Live swearing?

——66666, I’ve watched the live broadcast for so long and haven’t seen anyone swearing in the live broadcast

——Heh, you guys really have too little knowledge, what scene have I never seen?I'm sorry, I haven't really seen this scene before.

——This anchor is really awesome, is it still unblocked after being like this?

——Please cherish your live broadcast room, the host will be blocked for swearing in the live broadcast!

——Calling the anchor?Fuck, it's really exciting, pay attention!

——Those who come here for the gift, get the gift and leave quickly, don't disturb us watching the live broadcast

——? ? ? ? ?Brothers, are you serious?Are you all shaking m?

——Such a rubbish anchor, scolding his fans, you still give big yellow oranges?I'm afraid I'm not a fool?

——Are you going to leave after receiving the gift?Do you want to say more than a few words?Don't fucking disturb us to listen to the river god's speech, I don't have time to talk to you passers-by today, let's play

——Please go and watch the beauty anchor sing, don’t bother us

The passers-by were completely bewildered, feeling that this group of people followed the MLM organization, and they were willing to listen to being scolded, completely unable to understand.

——Reported casually, no thanks, let’s go

A few of those who received the gifts directly reported the live broadcast room, which can be said to be very cheeky.

Now half of the barrage is scolding passers-by for being shameless, half is persuading local tyrants to stop first, and some people are staring at Xiao He's face the whole time.

"In the future, in my live broadcast room, whenever someone scolds Song Yi or attacks Song Yi personally, don't blame me for scolding your family. I don't care who you are. If I say scold you, I will scold you. I, Xiao He, have always had a bad temper. If you make me unhappy, I will make you unhappy too, don't think that you can do whatever you want across the Internet, on my territory, it's best not to play the fucking operation."

After speaking, he glanced at the camera meaningfully.

——Holy shit, this look, I have goosebumps, can you believe it?

——I can feel his aura through the screen

——This man is really scary when he is angry, not because of how ugly his words are, but because his eyes are enough to frighten people when he is angry

Halfway through the barrage, the entire screen turned black, and everyone frantically swiped question marks.

At this time, a system announcement appeared in the live broadcast room.

—— During the live broadcast, the anchor was reported by many people to have bad behavior. After the report was confirmed, we banned the live broadcast room for [-] days.

Seeing this announcement, the nearly 2000 million viewers in the live broadcast room were not calm.

——Official I love you. Mom, he finally came back!What's wrong with scolding us a few words!

--yes!What happened to Lao Tzu being scolded by this man who called him a god!Maybe it can increase my chances of eating chicken!

--No no!He didn't scold us!What he scolded was retarded!He just explained to us the rules of the live broadcast room!Let him out quickly! !

——State-owned state law!House rules!My husband is telling me the house rules!Why did you block him! After 500 years, I finally saw his face again, and I was blocked by you!Are you still human!

—Are you a devil? !One person kneels in blood and begs the official to be an individual!Let him out now!

——Come on, how much money can you spend to release the river god?Today, I, the man who controls the lifeblood of the global economy, Smith Shuaibi, I am waiting for you to make an offer!

——The reports are all neuropathy!Is it bothering you?Just make a few reports!

——Maybe it’s the idiots scolded by the river god who feel uncomfortable

—Brother, stop talking, stop talking, we River God don’t like this topic

The barrage was full of wailing, but the official did not appear.

But Xiao He didn't care, he didn't care about deducting money, it would be better if it was blocked, anyway, he didn't want to live broadcast recently because of these things.

After closing the webpage, Song Yi's video call came over, and he picked it up, leaning his head on the chair.

"The live broadcast room is blocked, what do you do?" Song Yi asked him.

After he lost his temper, his face softened a little, "What to do, just stop broadcasting."

"I'm talking about you playing games." Song Yi knew what games meant to him.

Xiao He changed his hand to hold the phone, moved his wrist with his right hand, "Talk as usual."

"I may not be able to play games with you recently. I'm a bit busy with work, and with other miscellaneous things, I can't make time."

Xiao He looked at him, there were dark circles around his eyes, "Work hard, I'll take care of this matter."

Song Yi rubbed his eyes, and didn't argue with him anymore. After all, he broadcast live broadcast today and scolded some fans because of him.

When he saw the live broadcast, he was actually happy, just like what Xiao He said that day, he really put himself into his world.

He smiled at Xiao He, and the assistant here called him over again, he turned his head to answer, and then turned around and said to Xiao He, "I'm off to work, you have nothing to rest early, good night, I so cute."

When Xiao He heard it, his expression was a little distorted, and he glanced at him with half-drooped eyes, then he accepted this address with some reluctance, and whispered to him, "Good night."